Page 54 of The Ex-cavenger Hunt

“You want to discuss your crazy family with me?” he asks, his voice dropping to a low, flirtatious tone.

I bite my lower lip, my heart fluttering at the prospect of sharing more about myself with him. “I’ve had enough of our families for one day, but after dinner, we can talk about the thing that bothers them the most.”

Ethan grins, his eyes darkening with desire as he pulls me closer, his hands resting on my hips. “And what might that be?” he asks, his breath warm against my ear.

“Us,” I whisper, my fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. “And how we’re going to fuck tonight. I don’t think your table is a place to do it any longer. It’ll always remind me of your mother.”

“I’m buying a new one tomorrow.” He captures my lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into my mouth as he pours all of his love and passion into the embrace. When we finally pull apart, breathless and flushed, he rests his forehead against mine. “Let’s eat, Lily, and after that, I’m going to eat you—all of you.”

Chapter Thirty-Three

Ethan

“If this is what mornings with you are going to look like, sign me up for an eternity,” I say as I toy with her body.

Lily gasps as I circle her clit with my thumb while a finger is plugged in her opening. The sound sends a blow of pure desire through me. I nip at her thigh, then the other, leaving little love bites that will blossom into marks only we’ll know about. My hands work her hard and soft at the same time, stroking every inch of silky skin while expertly building the tension coiling within her core.

Her back arches, hips tilting shamelessly into my touch as I hit that perfect rhythm. “Ethan . . .” She chokes out my name like a desperate prayer. I drink in the sight of her—cheeks flushed, lips parted, eyes hooded with pleasure.

I can’t believe I’m so damn lucky. Lily is here, in my bed, letting me worship every delicious curve and crevice. The scent of her arousal surrounds me, a decadent perfume that has me rock-hard and ravenous. This woman, I can’t get enough of her. No matter where or how many times I have her, I want her more and more.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” I rasp, voice rough with restraint. “I could watch you come undone all night.”

Lily whimpers at my words, rolling her hips in silent demand for more. She wants this as desperately as I do. No more holding back then.

I bear down, driving my fingers deeper as my mouth blazes a path along the sensitive sweep of her inner thighs. She writhes beneath me, whispering pleas and curses that only spur me on. I’m going to make this good for her. So damn good.

Lily’s head falls back, her body trembling as my fingers curl inside her. I can feel every spasm, every pulse of pleasure as I work her toward the edge. My lips never leave her skin, trailing kisses and licks that leave me dizzy with need.

She tangles her fingers in my hair, pulling me closer. “Please,” she moans, and I know she’s close. The tight coil in my own body echoes hers, urging me to take what I’ve been dreaming of for too long.

I release my hold on her thigh, hand sliding up to cup her breast.

Her moans grow louder and more urgent as I work my tongue over her slick folds, seeking out every sensitive spot. I know exactly how to make her come undone, and I relish the power of being able to reduce her to a quivering mess with just my mouth.

Lily’s eyes are dark and glazed with desire as she looks up at me. I can see the question in them—why did you stop?

She trusts me enough not to ask it out loud.

I reach for the condom on the bedside table, tearing it open with practiced ease before rolling it on with aching slowness. Lily watches me intently, biting down on her bottom lip in anticipation.

“Tell me, dirty girl . . .” I murmur against her lips. “What does your wet cunt want from me?”

Lily makes a choked little sound at my words, but her hips push upwards in silent answer. I smirk and trail scorching kisses along her jawline, down the slender column of her throat. Her pulse flutters wildly beneath my lips.

She’s always so responsive to me, every nerve ending seeming to crave my touch. The power she gives me is intoxicating. With a low growl, I nip at her shoulder, leaving a light mark.

“Use that smart mouth, baby,” I rasp, dragging my tongue over her collarbone. “Tell me exactly what you need.”

Her fingers fist in my hair as I continue my descent, lavishing attention on the swell of her breasts. I can feel her quick, shallow breaths against the top of my head. Lily tries for nonchalance, but I can hear the tremor of barely restrained need.

“I want . . . I want you inside me,” she manages, low and urgent. “Stretching me, filling me up.”

Hearing those filthy words fall from her lips makes my cock throb near-painfully. I reward her by closing my mouth around one tight, pebbled nipple. She cries out, back arching as my teeth graze ever-so-lightly.

“Good girl,” I murmur in approval before licking a path down her flat stomach. She’s so goddamn perfect. “But I don’t think you’re ready.”

I settle again between her parted thighs, inhaling the heady scent of her arousal. A bead of moisture glistens at her entrance, and I can’t resist a teasing swipe of my tongue.

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